Page 477 of Rock Me All Night
"He's been on edge lately. There's no excuse but—" Kara shakes her head. "I'll talk to him."
"No." I pull my towel tighter. "This is between me and Drew."
She looks at Tom with accusation in her eyes. "Pretty sure it's more involved than that."
"Maybe. But I need to set Drew straight on a few things."
"Hold on." She motionsone minuteand steps into the main room.
It leaves me and Tom alone. Sort of.
He turns to me and runs a hand through his hair. "Willow, I—"
I cut in. "Whatever you're going to say, don't. This was my decision. I asked you to fuck me, not the other way around. I'm the one who was reckless." I bite my lip. "I don't need protecting from your raging libido. I know what I want. I want you."
"I don't know, kid. Probably best if I get lost for a while."
My heart sinks. Please don't let Tom dump me after all this. I'm wearing a fucking towel. It's too humiliating. "You're the only one who knows your feelings."
A knock on the half-open door interrupts.
Kara's even voice fills the room. "I have the key. Are you decent?"
"Yeah."
She pushes the door open. She shoots Tom a stern expression then turns to me. "Are you okay?"
"I don't know. But I need to do this now." I look to Tom one last time. In case it's the last time he wants anything to do with me.
Kara hands me a room key. "Last room on the right, 817. Call me if you have an issue, and I'll talk him down."
"Okay."
She motionsgoto Tom. When he does, Kara steps into the bathroom. She wraps her arms around me in a tight hug.
"I'm sorry about this. Falling in love isn't always convenient." She steps back. "But you always know, deep down, if it's worth all the heartache."
She nods goodbye and closes the door on her way out. I try to listen for her conversation with Tom as I get dressed. I could almost swear she says something about making his life miserable if he breaks my heart.
She's going to make one hell of a sister-in-law.
* * *
Even though Ihave the key, I knock on Drew's door. As far as I can tell, nothing breaks or slams. He's not punching a wall or kicking a chair. The only sound is footsteps.
"Yeah?" he asks.
"It's me."
Nothing.
"I have the room key. Thought I'd be polite." I run my fingers over the slick plastic key. Okay. No sense in waiting. Let's do this.
Drew opens the door before I can unlock it. There's still anger and frustration in his expression, but there's a softness too.
"It's none of your business who I date," I say.
Drew stares back at me. "You really believe that?"
